Although the exact cause of JIA is unclear, as children grow older, symptoms often improve, which means they can live a normal life. He was only an acquaintance really, a drinking acquaintance, not just a close friend of mine by any stretch of the imagination. A ship that passed inside the drink and drug soaked long dark night of my soul. So why could it have been that when I heard of his death, $ 6000 miles away, and more than a sober couple of years after our last contact, that I was transferred to tears? I cannot locate a full explanation yet, it remains a teasing and tantalizing will o? the wisp, dancing about the peripheral fringes of my consciousness. Perhaps in some recoverable format this and recounting the reality in the matter, I will be able to find some resolution, as I still get teary, some thirty years later, when I imagine Joe, as well as the types of his end.